Making fake snow?

 

I wanted some snow in my North Pole photos, so I read up on purchasing fake snow. It is plastic bits which I didn't think too highly of. It would be like glitter... all over the place and hard to clean up. I'd find bits of plastic snow for the rest of my life in this house.

So I clicked on a link that said DIY your own snow with 2 ingredients.

Shaving cream and Baking Soda!

Since I just purchased a box of Baking Soda I thought I'd try it. [Hah, and you thought I bought it for baking!]

I followed the directions and made some 'snow' that feels cool to the touch. 

It was a bit messy on the hands, but rinsed off easily and smelled good. When done with it, I brushed it back into a container and wiped up the residue. I rinsed off the Legos and we were good to go again.

Below is my first try at playing with the snow.

Not a snow photo. But I can tell that Santa is checking the list and they have upgraded their system to include computers!

Since I do get out for some fresh air each day, I take Mini-me and Mini-Charlie in my pocket. Mini-me had to change clothes so she'd be prepared for the cold weather.

Charlie and I often see wildlife while out on our adventures. These nice striped fellows are ones we leave alone!

With the temps changing from deep freeze to warm and back again, we are careful at the creek.

Thin ice!

In the evenings while hubby takes his after supper nap to digest and get ready to watch something on the stupid smart TV, I take time to play a bit. 

More fake snow. Batman doesn't look so happy at the Christmas Lodge. Is it the snow that fell on his shoulder and head?

He is looking down in the street below at the activity in the Town Square. 

And down on the street there seems to be some things going on. I mean, snowmen are harmless, right?

The fake snow [shaving cream and baking soda] looks pretty good!

We are going into a very cold spell on Thursday with wicked wind chills. 

Time to break out the face covering and goggles.

Don't play with your food...

I can do all sorts of things. Baking is not my forte. On occasion, I do make an attempt at some simple homemade cookies.

Hubby spoke up Sunday morning after his breakfast.

You know, you said you'd make some cookies.

"Um. Yeah. I did." I made a face and it wasn't a pleasant face. "I have to see if I have the ingredients."

Come on, we haven't had home made cookies in ages.

I made another face. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. But I went to check on what I needed. It seemed as if I had everything including the chocolate chips. However the box of Baking Soda was nearly empty but I could squeeze out 1 TBSP.

I laid everything out on the counter and stared at it. Then I walked away.

Hubby looked at me. What's wrong? Do you have what you need?

"Yup, I seem to. Now I just need my helpers."

I returned with two skid steers, a Mime, a Witch, and a Construction Worker.

Hubby shook his head when he saw my Lego People. I'm going to lay down. Didn't your mom ever tell you not to play with your food?

I gave him an evil grin. "My Legos help me or I don't make cookies. And...I never listened to mom anyway."

You are not right in the head! And they say I am crazy!

Making chocolate chips cookies is supposed to be easy. Most people probably don't even have to follow the directions on the package or study the measurements and ingredients. I do. 

And I was going to enjoy the torture of baking anyway.

The Mime gave hand signals to Grandpa and his pet chicken in the skid steer. The construction guy walked around back. He said it was break time.

The Witch on the edge of the pan must have put a spell on the whole works...

The Mime obviously didn't know how dangerous it was to get in front of this skid steer to direct the measuring of the flour. 

What? 142 scoops of flour??? Are you serious? We'll be here all day!

Next, clean up the egg shells...

Put everything in the oven and....

Ewww, these cookies turned out strange! They spread all over the place and fell apart when we got them out of the pan!

I admit, they turned out horrible. I had to let them bake a bit extra in order to get them out of the pan after they cooled. They spread out weirdly. So I went to a baking site and looked up what may have gone so wrong.

Old Baking Soda. Yeah, as if I'd ever would have noticed. I use baking soda and vinegar to clean in the sink and refresh the drains. Huh.

Hubby came into the kitchen.

What the heck happened here!

"Um...SEE I baked! Um...It was the witch's fault, she put a spell on the cookies so they wouldn't turn out! SEE???"

I just need a dragon to finish hardening them...

Hubby picked one crumbly cookie and munched on it.

Well, at least they are eatable. 

...and it wasn't a total waste. I had a little bit of fun doing it too.